Chapter 481: Kong Xuan's robbery, forced marriage

Kong Xuan suddenly popped out, without the slightest murderous intent on his body, but Yang Jian still did not dare to relax a little, his eyes scorching staring at the elusive and elusive Feng Clan power before him.
"Why is Senior Kong Xuan here?"
"It's requested and loyal to others," Kong Xuan stood ten feet away with his hands shouldered.
This distance, if Kong Xuan made a sudden move, it would be considered a big threat to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian nodded lightly, put his hands back, and looked at Kong Xuan.
"Feng Wu and Feng Shan are at your place, do you feel unwell?"
"When they stay in my house, I will treat them as distinguished guests for a day, but the Golden Winged Roc has hurt their sisters too much that day, and they are a lot depressed."
Kong Xuan nodded, a little sadness crossed his eyes.
"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't let you take them away. For them, the Feng Clan nowadays is not a good home."
Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan and suddenly felt that it was not easy for him.
The dragon and phoenix liches were once prominent and noble races in this area of ​​heaven and earth, dominating the tens of thousands of races; the Phoenix and Dragon races are even now regarded as ‘dominant’ existences.
And the more such a race, the more it may not be able to let go of its former glory.
What is the difference between the golden-winged roc bird of the Feng clan and the demon ancestors of the demon clan? They are just holding on to the afterglow of the strong clan in the past and refusing to let go, as if they wanted to exist in the predicament, nothing more.
Yang Jian felt a little sigh in his heart, but Kong Xuan seemed to be quite concerned about Deng Chanyu's affairs, and asked next: "Is this woman your confidante?"
"Senior really takes me seriously. I really only have my wife and a confidante," Yang Jian chuckled lightly. "This is the general I just took. Let her take her relatives and friends to Zhou, so as not to worry about her."
Kong Xuan nodded slightly, "If so, I won't do anything with you today."
Yang Jian heard a few black lines on his forehead.
What? If he said that it was a concubine who had just fallen, Kong Xuan would have to fight with him.
Yang Jian naturally knew that Kong Xuan seemed to entrust the sisters of Fengwu and Fengshan to himself, and he had done his best to take care of the sisters, and let them live with their mother, younger sister, and wife, but he had never had a concubine. Thoughts.
"It seems that there are too many women in your family," Kong Xuan said with a cold face, "If you let me know that Feng Wu and Feng Shan have suffered a little bit of grievance because of this, I will make you suffer."
"Senior don't worry, seniors don't worry."
Yang Jian arched his hands, just about to say a few words to complain about, suddenly something came to mind.
In the original Conferred God story, Kong Xuan seemed to appear in the Conferred God as the chief soldier of Jinjiling...
"Senior will stay here, do you want to be an official in a business country?"
Kong Xuan smiled a little at the corner of his mouth and nodded, seeming to be quite surprised at Yang Jian's understanding.
"Yes, I am now a general in Sanshan Pass," Kong Xuan smiled, and his smile gradually turned cold. "When the time comes, I will go to Xiqi to try your eight or nine profound arts."
Yang Jian stared, his eyes full of perplexity and confusion.
how so?
How can the dignified and ruthless man Kong Xuan do such a thing.
If he wants to enter the Conferred God, and he has to go against the interpretation and teaching, then he will show his skills directly in Chaoge City, and he will definitely be able to worship a high official and set off on the battlefield.
Why did he climb to the position of the commander in Sanshan Pass step by step, and then wait for the opportunity to go to Xiqi?
"Senior, why is this?"
"I have said it before, but it is a matter of being asked and loyal." Kong Xuan's eyes crossed a little sadly, but his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes fluctuated only for that moment.
Yang Jian suddenly thought about it a lot, and there are definitely few people who can please Kong Xuan or even threaten Kong Xuan.
It is impossible for Chanjiao to ask Kong Xuan to stop Zhou’s rise in order to'honor his disciples.' There are so many masters in Jijiao that it is impossible to ask Kong Xuan to come.
Western teaching? Something doesn’t make sense. If Western churches want to find some luck in the conferred gods, they only need to help explain the teaching...
Yang Jian probably had a feeling in his heart. Various thoughts arose, and he asked a few words, half temptation and half doubt.
"Senior do you want to be on the list of gods?"
Kong Xuan suddenly sneered a little, but did not answer.
Yang Jian couldn't understand even more.
"Well, it doesn't matter if you know it," Kong Xuan's face was a little proud, but the words sounded directly from the bottom of Yang Jian's heart, and he didn't say it directly.
"The one who asked me to take action is not a member of the Dao Sect. They used a treasure that my Feng Clan desperately needed to stop Zhou Jun for half a year in my Conferred God. Then the one who asked me to take action will show up to fight with me and let me lose. He, raise his reputation."
Yang Jian suddenly understood.
This ruthless man was definitely calculated by two saints taught by the West!
Is that just pretending to fail? I am afraid that by then Kong Xuanhui will be "missed" and be captured, and the saint who captured him will directly convert him into the Western religion!
It's better to say something about the introduction of the saint. How could he let Kong Xuan easily let go of the saint who is really unwilling to suffer?
"senior……"
Yang Jian was a little bit hesitant, he knew that no matter how he tried to persuade him, Kong Xuan would naturally not believe it.
Kong Xuan sneered halfway: "Do you think I'm too easy to move?"
"Not so," Yang Jian sighed softly, "Senior should be more careful of the great power who asked you to come. Now Nanzhou is at the time of disaster. Non-saints are all in the calculations of heaven."
Kong Xuan nodded lightly and brushed his sleeves, "You can say that, but you still have a bit of conscience. When you and I meet on the battlefield, you should fight with all your strength and let me see, the ninth man. How is it different from us?"
Without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, Kong Xuan's figure flashed, leaving only a faint afterimage, which has disappeared without a trace.
The ninth man...
Yang Jian already knew a lot about the matter at this time, and various thoughts arose in his heart, and he never stopped for a long time.
Kong Xuan's five-color light is also a problem.
"Fine, think about it again then," Yang Jian looked down at the big city on the north side of Sanshan Pass, and saw Deng Chanyu walking around hiding his figure, waiting there quietly.
Until late at night, in Deng Jiugong's mansion, dozens of people from the Deng family finally gathered.
The servants and maids of the various provinces will be dismissed early tomorrow morning, and many distant relatives of Deng Jiugong have also been notified to flee.
After all, if Deng Jiugong wants to surrender to the Zhou Kingdom, under Emperor Xin's anger, Sanshanguan Deng's surname is estimated to be removed...
What are treasures when they are used?
At this time, if Yang Jian had a treasure with a universe inside like a picture of the mountains and rivers, it would naturally not be difficult to transport dozens of people. Unfortunately, his mysterious tortoise belt could not hold so many living things, and the space inside was very limited.
That Shanhe Sheji map clearly reached his mouth, but because of a thorn, Yang Jian couldn't swallow, and he was really depressed.
I still find time to send my sister to the Wa Palace, and then have a frank and frank conversation with the Saint Nu Wa.
I made a cloud and wrapped it with profound energy, so that Deng's family members all sat on the cloud, and then flew into the sky with the cloud, eagerly fleeing towards Xiqi.
Before leaving, Kong Xuan did not show up, just a cold snort as a warning.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious-the next time we meet, it will definitely not be so peaceful, and there will be a big battle.
Today's Yang Jian has taken two more steps than when he was in Fenggu, the battle with Kong Xuan... there is also a vague expectation in his heart.
Along the way, Yang Jian flew through the Qinglong Pass with dozens of mortals. Deng Chan Yuyan said that he entered the Pass and waited for Yang Jian to come, and first went to probe Deng Jiugong's tone.
Yang Jian naturally agreed. Deng Jiugong's wife, children, and mother were all by his side, and he was really not afraid of any changes in this matter.
Let’s not mention that Yang Jian went straight to the barracks, allowing the generals to take good care of Deng’s family; let’s also say that Deng Chanyu flew back to the Qinglongguan’s General Military Mansion, but the banquet in the front hall had not even gone.
Although she didn't want to see the frivolous native grandson of Meng Lang, she thought about the matter to be settled earlier, so she went back to the room and changed her clothes, brought her upper armor, and went to the banquet to let Deng Jiugong take it soon. The banquet.
"Humph!"
Deng Chanyu gave a cold snort at the gate of the palace, naturally doing it deliberately.
Most of the generals were already drunk. At this time, only Deng Jiugong was eating wine with the local grandson, and there were dancing singers beside him. Tuxing-sun stared at the singers with a flushed face, without looking at them. cover up.
Deng Chanyu sighed secretly in her heart.
If nothing happened today, would it be true that I would marry such a man?
No, Tu Xing's grandson and his father agreed with Zhou Jun to ‘Da Po’. Even if Yang Jian didn’t come to persuade her tonight, Yang Jian would show up directly in Zhou Jun.
How can this native grandson beat Yang Jian? Wanting to break Zhou Jun is nothing but wishful thinking.
Deng Chanyu flashed these thoughts in his mind, walked to the table, brushed his sleeves, and a gust of breeze passed by. Deng Jiugong and Tu Xingsun's drinking spirit suddenly woke up for most.
Tu Xingsun looked up, his eyes flashing suddenly.
"Zhou Jun is setting up outside the pass, but you are drinking and having fun here!"
Deng Chanyu cursed: "Now Zhou Jun hasn't retreated for half a mile~EbookFREE.me~ Do you think this battle is promised? Why don't you think about it, Yang Jian hasn't even shown his figure!"
"What are you afraid of!" Tu Xingsun suddenly raised his head and said, "With my treasure tied to the immortal rope, why didn't Yang Jian catch it?"
Deng Jiugong looked a little embarrassed, and cast a look at his baby girl, "Yu'er is not angry, Yu'er is not angry, this will break the banquet."
Tu Xing-sun looked a little unhappy.
Deng Chanyu hummed, turned and walked towards the gate; Tu Xingsun's eyes stared at Deng Chanyu's back. Fortunately, he was afraid that his grandson would not pass him any supernatural powers of observing objects...
"General Sun? General Sun?"
"Ah, what's the matter?"
"It's better to drink this today. When General Sun succeeds tomorrow, let's drink and celebrate again!"
"Okay!" Tu Xingsun smiled suddenly, "Tomorrow will be when I break the Zhou army. Wouldn't it be possible for Yue Zhang to accomplish my beautiful deeds with Miss Chan Yu tonight?"
Deng Jiugong's smile suddenly stiffened, but he didn't dare to provoke his grandson. He hurriedly said: "General Sun, don't have to be too hasty. I will discuss this matter with Yuer tonight. How can she not know the general situation? General Sun can rest assured. , The old man is a mortal general, how dare to miss an appointment with General Sun? General Sun is a disciple of the Taoist disciple and a disciple of the famous mountain, so he will definitely not do anything against his style."
Tuxing Sun smiled twice and nodded, "Okay, see me break Zhou Jun tomorrow!"
"I will send General Sun back to the camp."
"No, I have supernatural powers," Tu Xingsun stomped his foot, and disappeared.
Deng Jiugong suddenly collapsed in the chair, sighed softly, his eyes full of frustration and anxiety...
"Daddy, please come to the study, and the daughter has something to report."
Deng Chanyu heard the sound, Deng Jiugong's spirits were shaken, he quickly stood up and ran towards the study.